the Sahavas. Baba remarked, "Embrace Me on behalf of that Mr. and Mrs.―― .”

Baba wanted to know the name of an old devotee. Eruch, who was by Baba's side, said, "Baba, I thought you most probably knew his name." To this Baba replied, "I don't know anyone. I am in all. I see only Myself in all. This is not tall talk, it is a fact. This is My experience. This experience of Mine has a continuity and it has no break at all."

"Whoever works for Me, works for his own Self."

"This is the relationship that is created here in Sahavas. Each one is approaching GOD."

One lover introduced a newcomer to Baba saying: "This my relative." Baba replied. "Don't say he is My relative! That is the last Sahavas; there will be no more. After I drop this body, many things will be written about this Sahavas. This place will be a place of pilgrimage. This opportunity you are having is a very unique and very rare one. Baba's embrace is the embrace of God to man. This is a unique occasion. You cannot get it hereafter. This will be a place of pilgrimage and thousands will flock here in later years. They will remember this day which you are all fortunate to witness. Concentrate on Me and live for Me all these five days. Forget everything else."

Pointing to another Sahavasi who was having his turn for darshan, Baba remarked, "I stayed in his house in Quetta years ago. He is a good singer and good lover of Mine."

"Here is an old, old friend of Mine, in new disguise. Every time he meets Me, he meets Me in a new disguise. He loves Me intensely."

"Very rarely, one can see Me as I really am. Whatever others see and experience, it is not what I really am, but it is just a glitter or shadow surrounding My Reality. The highest type of inner experience too falls short of My Real State."

"There is a mast now at Meherazad for the last two days. I picked him up on my way to the Sahavas camp during the first week, and kept him in a room. This mast has no body consciousness at all. When I and My close mandali return in the evening to Pimpalgaon, we see this mast in the same position and condition as he was in the morning; the whole night, he remains like that. He appears dazed, and he has become the 'dust’ of My feet. Even he has not realized My Real State. It is no joke or sweet pill to swallow—to realize God. There are some amongst you here (from the first group)